As the creator of the New God Realm, every move Huo Yuhao made naturally drew the attention of the gods of the God Realm.
At that moment, he and Tang Wulin flew out of the Central God Temple and landed on the plaza before it.
The two of them tilted their gazes forty-five degrees upward, seemingly observing something in the sky.
Seeing this, the same thought surfaced in every god's mind—what had happened?
Before anyone could ask, however, a cry of alarm rang out from somewhere in the God Realm, filled with unmistakable shock and astonishment. "Look... what is that?"
Following the voice, everyone looked up and saw a dazzling multicolored halo appearing high in the sky at the end of Huo Yuhao's line of sight.
It resembled an enormous auspicious cloud floating across the heavens, its entire body flowing with seven-colored radiance, magnificent and dreamlike as it rapidly approached the New God Realm.
As the halo drew closer, the gods faintly sensed an incredibly powerful pull within it. It was as though an invisible thread had tugged at their souls, making them involuntarily want to move toward that cloud.
It also seemed to contain something their instincts desperately craved, leaving their hearts unsettled.
Yet the gods of the New God Realm did not move. After a brief daze, they quickly steadied their minds, restrained that instinctive impulse, and watched the approaching rainbow cloud warily.
Very soon, the enormous multicolored halo came to a steady stop above the New God Realm.
One overwhelmingly powerful aura after another spread from within it, causing the air throughout heaven and earth to freeze.
The gods instantly tensed, their expressions changing drastically as Divine Power surged through their bodies on instinct.
The Abyss had been destroyed ten thousand years ago, and in all those